Even though you have touched my body
again and again,
I am still like new today,
rising in the dawn of this morning
to breathe with desire
for your hands,
as though it were
the first time.
I am new
like America was,
inhabited for thousands of years,
and yet still waiting
in dappled sunlight,
coffers brimming with gold and chocolate,
to be discovered.
By the way, when I said I didn’t like poetry, I should’ve specified: except for the kind that gives me a semi.
Lol erotic poetry is really the best of both worlds
very nice it is subtle so more erotic
Thanks, glad you enjoyed my blog posts
and your hot pictures